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Hear, O sin-ner! mer-cy hails you, Now with sweetest Bids you haste to seek the Saviour, Ere the hand of
voice she calls, Hear,O sinner, Hear, O sin-ner, "Tis the voice of justice falls;
stands! Mourning captive! God him - self shall loose thy bands, lands!
Teach me some melodious sonnet,Sung by flaming tongues above: